Chapter 6 - The Pregnancy Changes Nothing And Everything
Grant asked to attend my next prenatal appointment.
I said no.
Not forever.
For now.
I needed space.
He was the baby’s father.
That gave him responsibilities and potential legal rights after birth.
It did not give him ownership of my medical appointments.
Maya made sure I understood the difference.
Grant began texting daily.
How are you?
How is the baby?
Do you need anything?
I answered factual questions when I wanted to.
I did not use the pregnancy as punishment.
I also did not use it as glue.
A baby could not repair a marriage whose problems existed before the heartbeat entered the conversation.
At eleven weeks, the ultrasound looked stronger.
I cried in the parking garage afterward.
Not because I wanted Grant back.
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Because this was supposed to have been joyful.
Grief and certainty could exist together.
